Thursday, April 26, 2012
Meet the groomers
Well, my parents didn't buy the punk rocker thing.
So today I went to the groomers -- this is Frank. He's very nice.
Yo, Frank, dude!
Perhaps you should use some clippers rather than just trying to yank out the hair. ;-)
Oh, you were just checking me out.
And now I'm getting all of the dreck removed from my long hair.
Hey, don't blame me -- I'm a dog. I'd say that falls on the ol' 'rents.
Awww, I'm all done now.
And here is the other half of the dynamic grooming duo. Say hi to Sabina.
Boy, I'm a clean and neat boy now!